After months of planning, it was finally the morning that Mom was supposed to have her teeth pulled and get her new dentures. Suffice to say that everything in both our lives had been planned around this event (my job, her medication, etc.) The dentist calls me at work at 9:30 and tells me they have had to cancel her 11:30 appt., because they "screwed up," meaning I think they forgot to order the dentures! Don't think I have ever been so mad in my life. I railed at them, I ranted and raved to everyone in my family, including Mom for hours. At the end of the evening, Mom comes to me with a pad of paper in her hands, and says, "Bridget, this says I was supposed to have my teeth pulled today, did I do that?" I thought JUST SHOOT ME and laughed till I cried.